If the great John Lennon were to write about probation/parole, or even just the hardships involved with being a convicted felon, I imagine (no pun intended) it would go a little something like this:
If the great John Lennon were to write about probation/parole, or even just the hardships involved with being a convicted felon, I imagine (no pun intended) it would go a little something like this:
In the spirit of being honest, I feel that in life, it is important to be true to who you are, and not pretend to be something you’re not. Oddly enough, this little epiphany comes straight from the mouth of a con man. But I digress.
With that in mind, one of the key things I’ve learned over the course of a career inspired by having to uphold a certain image, is to always play to your strengths. So, in the spirit of knowing where our strength lies, it would be safe to assume that the people who’ve been in contact with the criminal justice system tend to lean in the direction of street smarts.
Fat, lazy, vulgar, foolish, half-assed, heartless, and so many more that I really don’t care to remember are just a few of the things that I have been called throughout my life (family… gotta love ’em).
I guess the one that probably hurt the most was being called a fraud. Granted, not much offense should’ve been taken as it was the government calling me this word, eventually even charging me with that (awe shucks). Be that as it may, it put me in a very distinct class of shadowy figures that have all come before me, leveraging the power of a very critical life skill towards success, notwithstanding a few legal challenges.
Back in the 80’s, there was an infamous boxing match between Roberto Duran and Sugar Ray Leonard that ended with Duran giving up more than halfway through the bout, murmuring in the ref’s direction the words “no mas“, meaning no more. I guess he’d had enough and was done with getting the shit kicked out of him that night. And maybe forever.